Hey guys. Sorry I haven't update more, but I've been busy and then my great-
grandma died so... But anyway here is the update, it's longer than the
others. I really was on a roll with this chapter. Lol. I hope you enjoy it.
Two-BitGortez- Thanks for the review. That must have sucked, not having a computer for a while. We had ours in the shop for about a week and I almost went crazy...lol.
Grease Girl- Yeah. Poor Dallas has his hands full. And it's really a big responsibility for a 17 year old to take care of a 4year old boy and 10 year old girl. And I'm going to throw in a few more challenges for Dallas. ;-)
Dickiesgrl107- Thank you for the review. I will try to make the chapters longer. I'm not really used to writing long chapters though. But I'll try...lol.
TheAngryPrincess13- Yep, just like Darry with Pony and Soda...lol. Here's you update, hope you enjoy it.
Dally's Chick- That's just what I was planning on doing. We must have been thinking the same...lol. If you want to talk about the story you can e-mail me at
On with the story...
"You in for the night Becky?" I asked her.
"Yeah." She said.
"I'm going out then. If I'm not back tonight then I'll probably be at the Curtis' tomorrow morning." I told her.
"All right." Becky said as she walked into the bathroom.
"Dally?"
I turned around and Melissa was staring at me.
"Go to sleep Lissy," I told her. "I'll see you in the morning."
"Is there anything I can take to get to sleep?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked her a little confused.
"I can't get to sleep."
I thought for a minute.
"Becky, give Melissa something to help her sleep." I told her.
"All right. Dal?"
"Yeah?" I asked making my way to the door.
"Ask Sodapop how Steve is doing for me."
"Okay." I said walking out and closing the door behind me.
I walked around for a while and ran into Tim at the Dingo. I pulled a cigarette out of my pocket and lit it.
"Where's your girlfriend Dallas?" Tim asked while lighting his cigarette.
"Don't have a girlfriend." I told him simply.
"You mean you and Crystal broke up?"
"Yeah." Tim looked at me like I had two heads.
"How come?" Tim asked.
"She was two-timing me." I said.
"Dal, Crystal wouldn't do that." Tim said.
"How would you know?" I asked him, getting annoyed.
"I just know. Besides she wouldn't go off and sleep with someone else when she had you." Tim was really starting to freak me out. How did he know so much about Christy? (a/n: Christy is Crystal, just in case you were wondering.) And why was he siding with her?
"You didn't exactly answer my question." I told Tim I as I took one last drag off my cigarette before tossing it down.
"I know because she's my cousin." Tim said. Now I was looking at him like he had two heads.
"Well then answer this, if she wouldn't do that then why is she pregnant?" I asked him. Tim didn't say anything. "I got to go." I turned and left. I ended up at the Curtis'. I guess I'd be crashing there for the night. Becky wouldn't worry, I told her if I wasn't home tonight then I'd be here in the morning. I walked in and made myself comfortable on the couch. I drifted off to sleep in no time.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of Soda running threw the house and Darry telling him to hurry up and get ready.
"Soda, if you aren't ready in five minutes you'll be late!" Darry yelled.
"I'm hurrying!" Soda yelled back.
I sat up on the couch.
"'Morning Dal." Soda said cheerfully. It should be illegal to be that happy at this time of day.
"Mmm." Was all I said.
"Soda, would you quiet down? I have a bad headache." Pony said walking out of his and Soda's room and into the living room. He looked like he had a rough night.
"Hey Dal." He said sitting down on the couch.
"What happened to you?" I asked him.
"He let Curly talk him into drinking last night." Darry said walking into the living room.
I laughed a little. If you think about it, Curly always talks Pony into doing something that Darry would kill him for doing. Well, Tim would to with some things they did. Like this one time, they held their cigarettes to each other's finger and whoever screamed first lost. Well, good ol' Tim came along and knocked their heads together when he found out what they were doing.
"Here Pon, take this." Darry handed Pony two aspirins. Pony took the aspirins and laid his head back against the back of the couch.
"Oh, man I feel like crap." He said.
"It's called a hangover Pony." I told him.
He groaned and closed his eyes. He looked a little better until Two-Bit came skipping and whistling in the house slamming the door as he came in.
"Do you always have to slam the door?" Pony asked him, not moving.
"Yep."
To be continued...
Two-BitGortez- Thanks for the review. That must have sucked, not having a computer for a while. We had ours in the shop for about a week and I almost went crazy...lol.
Grease Girl- Yeah. Poor Dallas has his hands full. And it's really a big responsibility for a 17 year old to take care of a 4year old boy and 10 year old girl. And I'm going to throw in a few more challenges for Dallas. ;-)
Dickiesgrl107- Thank you for the review. I will try to make the chapters longer. I'm not really used to writing long chapters though. But I'll try...lol.
TheAngryPrincess13- Yep, just like Darry with Pony and Soda...lol. Here's you update, hope you enjoy it.
Dally's Chick- That's just what I was planning on doing. We must have been thinking the same...lol. If you want to talk about the story you can e-mail me at
On with the story...
"You in for the night Becky?" I asked her.
"Yeah." She said.
"I'm going out then. If I'm not back tonight then I'll probably be at the Curtis' tomorrow morning." I told her.
"All right." Becky said as she walked into the bathroom.
"Dally?"
I turned around and Melissa was staring at me.
"Go to sleep Lissy," I told her. "I'll see you in the morning."
"Is there anything I can take to get to sleep?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked her a little confused.
"I can't get to sleep."
I thought for a minute.
"Becky, give Melissa something to help her sleep." I told her.
"All right. Dal?"
"Yeah?" I asked making my way to the door.
"Ask Sodapop how Steve is doing for me."
"Okay." I said walking out and closing the door behind me.
I walked around for a while and ran into Tim at the Dingo. I pulled a cigarette out of my pocket and lit it.
"Where's your girlfriend Dallas?" Tim asked while lighting his cigarette.
"Don't have a girlfriend." I told him simply.
"You mean you and Crystal broke up?"
"Yeah." Tim looked at me like I had two heads.
"How come?" Tim asked.
"She was two-timing me." I said.
"Dal, Crystal wouldn't do that." Tim said.
"How would you know?" I asked him, getting annoyed.
"I just know. Besides she wouldn't go off and sleep with someone else when she had you." Tim was really starting to freak me out. How did he know so much about Christy? (a/n: Christy is Crystal, just in case you were wondering.) And why was he siding with her?
"You didn't exactly answer my question." I told Tim I as I took one last drag off my cigarette before tossing it down.
"I know because she's my cousin." Tim said. Now I was looking at him like he had two heads.
"Well then answer this, if she wouldn't do that then why is she pregnant?" I asked him. Tim didn't say anything. "I got to go." I turned and left. I ended up at the Curtis'. I guess I'd be crashing there for the night. Becky wouldn't worry, I told her if I wasn't home tonight then I'd be here in the morning. I walked in and made myself comfortable on the couch. I drifted off to sleep in no time.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of Soda running threw the house and Darry telling him to hurry up and get ready.
"Soda, if you aren't ready in five minutes you'll be late!" Darry yelled.
"I'm hurrying!" Soda yelled back.
I sat up on the couch.
"'Morning Dal." Soda said cheerfully. It should be illegal to be that happy at this time of day.
"Mmm." Was all I said.
"Soda, would you quiet down? I have a bad headache." Pony said walking out of his and Soda's room and into the living room. He looked like he had a rough night.
"Hey Dal." He said sitting down on the couch.
"What happened to you?" I asked him.
"He let Curly talk him into drinking last night." Darry said walking into the living room.
I laughed a little. If you think about it, Curly always talks Pony into doing something that Darry would kill him for doing. Well, Tim would to with some things they did. Like this one time, they held their cigarettes to each other's finger and whoever screamed first lost. Well, good ol' Tim came along and knocked their heads together when he found out what they were doing.
"Here Pon, take this." Darry handed Pony two aspirins. Pony took the aspirins and laid his head back against the back of the couch.
"Oh, man I feel like crap." He said.
"It's called a hangover Pony." I told him.
He groaned and closed his eyes. He looked a little better until Two-Bit came skipping and whistling in the house slamming the door as he came in.
"Do you always have to slam the door?" Pony asked him, not moving.
"Yep."
To be continued...